After everyone took some beautiful pictures, the raindrops of beans also fell suddenly, and the group could only enter the sightseeing room to take shelter. Looking at everything outside that was stormy and shaky, thinking that you would be leaving this place soon, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion.

We said a long time ago that if it rains until dawn, we will hold on forever. A promise of a red face, a lot of flowers. We all know that there is no eternity in this world, and what is forever is only the love that stays in this moment.

Momiji looked at him quietly, looking at his tightly locked sword eyebrows, looking at his well-defined handsome face, looking at the wrinkles that were slightly raised in the center of his eyebrows, and seeing his resolute and calm gaze, Momiji was fascinated, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

In the distance, who is sighing, Skyrim, who is crying? In the wind, who is far away, and there are a few teardrops in their hearts?

"I dreamed of you yesterday and woke up to see you by my side. At that moment, I deeply understood what life and death are. There are two specific clips, one is the scene where you live in the world, but somehow leave me; One is the scene of my grandmother being cremated and leaving me; The first one made me deeply appreciate 'life and separation', and the second was 'death farewell'. ”

Lu Feng looked up at the gloomy sky, and said hoarsely: "I shouted loudly in my dream, but no one heard it, no matter how loud I screamed, I still couldn't make a sound, I could only watch them leave me, and when I woke up, I didn't know when tears were hanging in the corners of my eyes." ”

Momiji listened quietly, without words or movements, as if suddenly ossified, some scars, scratched on the hands, and after healing, they became a thing of the past. Some scars, scratched on the heart, even if the scratch is very light, will remain in the heart. Some people, close at hand, but never have a chance in their lives. There are some regrets, destined to be burdened for a lifetime.

Hongye said gloomily for a long time: "I think about it day and night, are you thinking about us, haha, no matter what, I won't be separated from you, it's too sad, I don't like it." ”

"I didn't think much of it, it was a natural outpouring of true feelings. After I woke up from the dream, I wondered if it was a scene in a dream, which meant that you and my grandmother, the two people I love the most in this life, one is in the world and the other is in heaven, but in the end they left me, I can only watch them leave me, but I can't do anything, it really looks like the desolate atmosphere of Zhang Ailing's pen. ”

Lu Feng turned sideways and closed his eyes. Why am I standing on the shore of the sea in spring, but my heart is completely sad. Why can't you have some beautiful dreams!

"Then tell me about the things that we are happy to be happy in our dreams or that are good in reality." Momiji brought a cup of hot tea and said, "Please drink a cup of tea, moisten your throat and soothe your spirit." I'm going to talk about the beautiful things in reality, right now, haha! ”

The three of them sat in the inner room for a while, and saw that the rain outside was coming and going quickly, so they stepped outside, and sure enough, the clouds were light and the wind was clear, and the air was pleasant.

When going down the mountain again, the two of them rode in the cable car, the red leaves were indifferently melancholy, you are a gust of wind, the wind that I can't touch in my heart, in the dim memory, in the sad petals, I hold you in the palm of my hand, run into the back garden, and cry softly.

Lu Feng forced a smile and was silent in a low voice. Am I strong? It was so painful that I couldn't cry out for pain, and my heart had already become countless fragments, and it was already scarred.

I can't tell you the struggles and uneasiness that used to be you, and the pain and longing after you are gone, I can only turn this switch into this line of words, let them tell everything about me, everything I love about you, and everything I think about you.

Suddenly, the cable car stopped, hanging them in mid-air, with the green mountains at their feet. Looking at the way back, the wind and rain stopped, and the high-rise buildings were at the place.

Inadvertently, Lu Feng thought of last night's incident again, and said softly: "Actually, my heart was calm at that moment, but when you stroked my hair, I don't know why tears came down, unclear feelings, memories of the past, parting now, and confusion about my future......"

May there be lovers in the world who will eventually become married. Lu Feng slowly raised his head, his closed eyes slowly opened, and he looked ahead in a daze and said, "Later, I said to myself that we must learn to be strong and optimistic, but tears still fell for no reason." ”

There is no trace of time, how much time has passed, and now it is difficult to find the footprints left by the years, looking at the maple leaves fluttering on the mountains.

Momiji's heart ached, "Last night you had no sleep, the low cry pierced my heart, but I have nothing to comfort, we are no longer living for ourselves, I hope we will not live in the past in the future."

Yes, the wind passes without a trace, no matter how fierce and strong the wind is at that time, there will be a day when it disappears, no matter how close it was to you, even if it is by your side, it will not belong to you after all, and one day it will leave you, leaving no trace.

Maybe this is the true meaning of the title of the book written by Lu Feng, but I heard Aunt Hua say that once Hongye's husband secretly read this half-truth novel, and when he saw the deep emotion, he actually wanted to throw the computer notebook down from the fifth floor.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng asked Hongye if this was really the case, feeling a little unbelievable, could it be that all these years of persistence have not been in vain, and his writing level has improved by leaps and bounds under the accumulation of thick and thin hair, and he can reach the realm of Rusi.

When Momiji heard this, most of his sentimental mood suddenly disappeared, and he chuckled: "It seems that there is such a thing, it is good to stimulate him." If you become famous that day because of this book, I can also touch it. It's just that the seaside scene is missing from the book, which is a bit of a pity. ”

Momiji's wish is good, but if he does become famous, he probably has a big earthquake over there. As for going to see the sea together, it was just a dream of the two, at least he hadn't been there now.

And as soon as this pole is put down, it will be much more difficult to mention it again, and the chapter of this round will be left to Momiji to complete, after all, she has been to the real Putuo Mountain.

Hongye shook his head and said, "My brain doesn't listen to me now, I'm about to become Alzheimer's, I'll grind the inkstone for you!" ”

"Haha, the way you giggle after fantasizing about your dementia must be cute. Then I can come and tease you from time to time. I remember when my grandmother was demented, she would only smile at you, and it's not bad to be such a smiling angel, no pressure, always happy. This is actually the highest state of being a human being, not for the joy of things, not for the sadness. ”

Lu Feng clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes swayed, and his face was full of longing, "Then before you get demented, give me your credit card, passbook or something, and I will provide for you and save you from being homeless." When the time comes, I'll buy you your favorite fish, although I won't cook it myself, but I'll buy you ready-made ones, do you like braised or steamed? ”

"The steamed nutrition is good, the braised taste is good, and I like both." Lu Feng compared their respective advantages.

"Then take turns for you. I cooked a bowl of braised pork last week, and the first thing I thought of was you, and I thought that if you were there, you would definitely like to eat it. I cooked it so much that it simmered for more than an hour, and the fat melted in my mouth. Momiji smiled.

Hearing these words, Lu Feng had anticipation in his eyes, and a happy smile on his face. It's just such a simple wish, but it's also so far away. Lu Feng looked at her quietly, with a trace of imperceptible sadness in his eyes, and that faint sadness fell on Hongye's heart, which was difficult to disperse for a long time.

When the autumn leaves wither,

The wind, with it, flies.

The red leaves in the sky are like ruined roses.

Who knows, this is their most splendid

And the last season!